Last night my dream consisted of a machine that was given to me for the purpose of listening to every single music media type that has ever been invented. I was sad to not find the machine when I woke up this morning. I even grabbed my records to listen to them but something else in the dream distracted me from playing the vinyls.
Also in the dream, I began singing Eleanor Rigby and a crowd of children began singling along with me. When that occurred, my vision began to soar forward into another dimension. When my vision finally reached the dimension, I noticed that a male school teacher was reciting the events of my dream to a classroom of elementary school children, from a book.
That concludes my dream.